The Mimick

So, I usually try to find time to do a post of my experiences somewhere in the early morning hours to post on my blog. It usually works better for me that way, as I can sit back quietly and reflect on that certain time in my life and remember what I endured from whatever I experienced.  

I decided to sit down Monday morning this week around 9:30 am, this June of 2017, in my office, instead of waiting until the wee hours to do my posts. I just felt it would be o.k. once in a while to break patterns and just write a quick experience or two.

On this particular morning however I was having my coffee in the dining room before heading into  the office and  I happened to notice one of my plug-ins in the wall, was empty! Plug-ins are an Air Wick product you plug into the wall outlet in any room to fragrance the room. I enjoy them so much and always have them plugged in  all throughout the house. So I got up to check the rest of the plug ins and as I walked from room to room I noticed they were all empty, and still plugged in. I thought to myself, that can't be safe, can it? The little plastic plug ins with the glass centers can get so hot when they are empty. 

So I decided to collect them all from the walls throughout the house, and I set them on the counter in the kitchen. There were about 7 of them by the time I made my rounds throughout the house.

Finally! I thought to myself, I can "now" go into the office and begin writing an experience or two. It's funny how just when you want to start writing, you start noticing all sorts of little distractions.

So, here I was, heading into the office with my coffee and a few notes I had written down for my post which I had in my hand.

I headed to the office through my kitchen and as I did, I hit one of the plug ins with the note paper I was holding, that was too close to the edge of the counter, and it caused the plug in to fly off the counter and hit the floor with a loud crash and bang! It sounded terrible! It sounded as if I broke the glass portion of the plug in.

It startled me, I was afraid glass would be all over the floor it made such a crash.  I stopped dead in my tracks, since I had no shoes on!  I stopped and looked around for any glass, I didn't see any, thank GOD! Then I picked the plug in up off the floor, made sure it wasn't broken anywhere else, and set it back on the counter. This time however I pushed it way in deep on the counter so that that could not happen again. I also pushed the other 6 back in a bit as well. There now!

And again, I'm off to the office!

I opened my laptop and began writing about an experience from long ago, not two minutes had passed when all of a sudden I heard a huge bang and crash in the kitchen, it sounded like glass breaking on the tile floor! Just like the crash I just heard from the plug in I knocked over earlier, I mean the exact same noise! I thought to myself, what the heck was that? There is no way that plug in fell off the counter!

I got up and ran into the kitchen to see what happened.

I stood there for a moment, glancing all over the kitchen floor area.

No crash! Nothing out of place on the counters, and all 7 plug ins were on the counter! What the heck is going on here?

 I could not believe that just happened!

I went back to the computer in my office and sat down and started to write again. I wondered what the heck was that! It mimicked the exact same noise of the plug in I knocked over? Ten minutes passed as I pounded away at the keyboard and then again, the crash and bang and cracking sound again was so loud in the kitchen! I ran again into the kitchen and saw nothing out of place!

No broken glass on the tile floors?

Why is this happening?

I then thought to myself, you must be kidding me! I am trying to concentrate and write on my blog and I have somehow entered the realm of the paranormal? So I quickly rebuked the force that was playing with me and went back to my blog!

I have to laugh as I write this because I stopped writing about the previous experience and added this one instead!

We never know what is going to happen at any given time in a day.

I thought I would share this with you as it was truly so unexpected.

I do get tired of this sort of thing always happening, but it is strange how just when you think you're alone.....well you know. you are never really alone!

These entities have the power to mimic sounds.

How strange is that? Why? To get our attention. Do not give them your attention! That will never go well for you. Rebuke and bind them and go on with your day!

Call me if you need help doing that.

The Lost Soul

So, you never know when a dimension will open for you and change your day, or night.

Last week on Wednesday I went to look for a new King size bed for the bedroom. I had feared I would be out all day going from store to store to find what I wanted. But then the miracle happened. I walked into the first store on my list and found not just the bed I wanted to order but the Headboard as well! My favorite Tommy Bahama headboard! I was so excited! It was a used headboard but basically brand new. The store sold new and used items.

Job done already! I was just so excited.

I paid for everything and the order went out to have the bed shipped from Miami to me and the headboard would be delivered the next day at 7:00 a.m.! WOW, dream come true already!

So that night I went home and shared all this with my husband, We both were relieved everything was in order.

That night I climbed into the old Queen bed for close to the last time. I was counting the days!

I really did love that bed, but it was time for the upgrade.

At around 3:00 am that night I rolled over to get out of bed and head to the restroom as I do every night, and as I did I saw a ghostly man standing right next to the bed. He was tall and had a white T-shirt on and a pair of white long men's boxer shorts. He was bending over as if to shoo me aside to get into bed with me.  He seemed to be confused and lonely. I noticed he had short curly hair, seemed to be blonde or perhaps white? I quickly said to him,

 "get away from me, don't bother me"! He simply then, disappeared.

I proceeded to get out of bed and head into the restroom.

 

While sitting there I thought to myself how tired I was and how I did not want to wake up fully and deal with any paranormal lonely ghost situations right now. I was actually a bit angry and said out loud softly, as not to wake up my husband, "you better not be anywhere near me when I get back into that bed"! Get out of here!

I came back into the room and thank GOD there was nothing there. I climbed back into bed and went fast asleep again.

My husband woke up at 6:00 a.m. to head to work and I never told him about the experience with the male ghost from the early morning hours.

When he got home from work I never mentioned it either, we were so busy preparing for a long weekend.

That next night as we both headed off to bed again I remembered to tell him that the Head board had been delivered that day and was in the garage. I told him I was thinking about painting it another color so I was going to leave it out there until the next night. He said, "that's fine" and off to sleep we went.

The next morning he woke up at 6:00 a.m. and the first thing out of his mouth was, "hey, did you have any strange dreams last night"? I said, yes, but can we talk about it later, I'm to tired right now. He said, "sure", and off to work he went.

That night when he came home from work I had already painted the headboard and had it in the room. I was so excited to get the new bed. He loved it!  Then for some reason I said, I think we better anoint that headboard, and he asked me why I would say that. I said I just felt strange while painting it.  He then said, well, I had a very strange dream I wanted to tell you about last night. I asked to share it with me and he said, "as I slept last night a man was standing over the bed looking down at me with his hands flailing, saying over and over again, "where am I"? "Where is my bed"? "Where is my bed"? "What happened"?

When he finished telling me this I was truly amazed, and then I shared my story with him, and explained it just as it is written above. We both felt very odd at that moment and we knew that the headboard had an attachment to it.

We were going to do the anointing right then but we had a very big weekend planned and started packing for it which took us into the wee hours again, so off to bed we went. It was now Friday and we would be getting up early to go camping the next day.

As it turned out I had the opportunity to have a girlfriend come and stay with me as we had a ton of things to do here to get ready for an upcoming meeting I would soon be holding in Lakeland.

So I decided to stay home and off to the Green swamp my husband went with all his 15 buddies. I had a girls get together at my house that evening.

We girls stayed up until 1:45 a.m. talking our heads off, finally I set up the aerobed for my friend and we both went our separate ways to hunker down. The next morning my girl friend woke up and said to me, "I don't want to alarm you, but right after you went to bed, a man walked from your room to right where the aerobed is I was in, and he stood over me and just stared at me.  

She said he was lost, and seemed very lonely. She said she told him to go to sleep, she would help him later!

I laughed when she told me this. I told her what my husband and I had experienced with this same man, then I went right into my bedroom and got the anointing oil and anointed the house, the headboard and the windows and sent him on his way to the light of GOD!

It just never seems to stop! Spirits want peace and want out of their confusion. Only GOD can do that for them. We are simply vessels HE uses to carry this out! I sleep well knowing this soul is now at peace. I'm so grateful to have been the one who purchased that headboard, look at where it all led.  There is always a good reason for everything. Like I have said a thousand times, we are never truly alone here in this life. So much is going on along side us in other dimensions. I am also grateful for all the corroborating that was able to take place with three separate situations concerning this man. It makes me happy to be a part of this deliverance.

The Unfamiliar Voice

 

So, the other day I was sitting at my desk in the front room of our home. I was busy working on paperwork which I needed to complete. I was just finishing up. I was fully engrossed with putting letters into envelopes to stamp, address and walk to the mail box.

 

I had noticed what a wonderful breezy morning it was as I glanced out the large front window. It almost made me stop to admire the beautiful palms and Bird of Paradise out the front window swaying in the breeze.

It was then out of nowhere I heard it.

 

A mans voice almost directly behind me, said very clearly, "hello".

 

I stopped immediately and turned around fully expecting someone to be there! But who? I don't know that voice I thought in an instant, I've never heard that voice before. It sounded as if it were someone in their 50's perhaps, not young but, not old!

 

As I turned to look, "no one was there"!

Because the voice sounded so strange to me, I did not reply to answer it. Being a demonologist, I am very careful to whom or what I interact with.  I choose to not respond.

I stood up now and walked into the living room, I could feel a presence but I saw nothing.

I waited a moment as I stood there, feeling the energy in the room. Finally I said out loud, In the name of JESUS leave this home NOW!

I immediately felt the energy leave.

I welcomed the Holy Spirit into the home and asked that HE search out the entire home and cleanse it immediately. I knew what I had heard was not kosher at all. It wasn't anyone here in the land of the living. It had to go immediately!

 

Why do I share this? What do you need to know of this?

Simply this.

Never speak to an entity that comes upon you suddenly.

There are spiritual energies out there that want your attention. But what you focus on is your business, not theirs!

Always be in charge and in full control when something strange happens to you. Don't let fear over take you. Keep your head about you. Look for obvious answers. Debunk it if you can and if you cannot, MOVE ON! Go to the only one who can help, and is always available instantly ONLY JESUS has the power and authority you need to take hold of the situation. HE is in the spiritual realm, HE has full authority and can deliver you instantly from any form of attack. We simply only need to call on Him! ANY FORM of attack at all! The wonderful news is also, he will give you His peace to walk through the moment. You are truly never alone!

After I called on the Holy Spirit, I simply went back to work.

I didn't give this stranger a moment of my time.

This is our time to live, this is our reality, not theirs!

There are surely spirits about just as there are Angels and other forms of energy, be in control! Take the authority and control of your own life.

Being alone by yourself and having something attack you is never easy, but at least come well equipped to the fight!

Be at peace.

The Mirror

So, it was 1970, I was living in a flat in Buffalo, New York. I had been there in Buffalo singing for the winter season with a group I was with that had traveled from Florida to New York and I decided to stay awhile after the group headed back home. I found other singing gigs and enjoyed my singing as a contemporary and rock artist singer and I loved all the people I had met while the bands. It was a wonderful time in my life. So, I decided to find a place to live there in Buffalo.

 

My flat was across the street from Mercy Hospital in Buffalo and on top of an old Dry Cleaners business. It was a huge, lovely old place with lots of charm. The back yard for me was the extended roof top. So cool. It was so much fun up there and the flat included a very strange old attic as well. Kind of creepy, but very cool.

I had been troubled a bit from odd dreams while I was there. Every night it was the same dream. I kept seeing this old man floating over me in dreams while I slept. It was very scary and  I had shared it with my boyfriend as it had happened a few times since we moved into the flat.

I had no idea why this recurring dream was happening to me. The man was old and frightening looking. Seemed like a lonely man. I didn't know who he was. He never spoke to me, only hovered over me. Very creepy! Then I would wake up and he was gone.

 

I had come home from being down town shopping one evening, it was bitter cold outside. I climbed the long steps upstairs to the flats entrance. I had so many bags to lay down to just open the door, the stairs entrance was freezing cold with the wind whipping me, I was in a hurry to get inside. The flat felt so odd when I entered it tonight, I threw my bags on the couch and tried to shake the weird feeling.  It was a scarcely furnished place, I didn't have a lot of home type comforts there. A table and chairs, a small couch and a rocking chair were the only furnishings in the living room, the dining room area of the house only had a small table and two chairs. It was a lonely looking kind of place but for now, it was home. It was just different some how tonight when I came in. I thought maybe I needed a bit more heat on to warm the place up, maybe that would help? It was just freezing outside, I wasn't used to the cold weather being from Florida. So I lit the furnace and turned up the heat. That didn't seem to help however. I still felt odd. I turned the oven on and propped opened the door to heat the kitchen and the bathroom area of the house so I could warm the place up and take my shower.

That didn't really do it either, but that was all I could do to make the flat "feel" better. Nothing I did seemed to take away the weird feeling from the place tonight. I checked all the apartment door locks, they were secure, what was I feeling? I was very aware of something, but it wasn't clear to me, what. It just felt creepy.  I was hoping warming the place up might make a difference.
 

So, thinking this would all pass, I jumped in the shower and hurried through washing my hair as I just couldn't shake this odd feeling I was having. As I threw the shower liner back, I stood their for a moment, wondering why I couldn't shake this strange feeling.

I got out of the shower grabbed my towel, dried off quickly and threw my big white rob on. It was then I noticed the bathroom mirror! To my absolute horror, their was a name written on the mirror from the mist of the warm room! Like someone had written it with their finger. It scarred me so, as I was sure I was the only one in the house all evening.
I called out my boyfriends name, he wasn't home yet. I was really freaked out!

The name on the mirror spelled out "Joe".

I knew people named Joe but why would that be on my mirror?
I hadn't put it there!

 

About an hour passed and my boyfriend came home from work. I said to him immediately when he came into the flat completely  accusing him, "hey thanks for scarring the crap out of me with the name on the mirror in the bathroom"!

He looked at me very puzzled, and a bit annoyed and replied, "what are you talking about"? I continued, the name you wrote on the mirror? Was that suppose to be funny? He said he didn't know what I was talking about! He sounded upset with me. I was assuming he had written that there to scare me. He assured me he had no reason to want to scare me or to write a man's name on the mirror in the bathroom! That did after all make sense. Why would he do that?
That made perfect sense to me, so how did it get there?

He had a point! That would be weird, I thought, so who did write it there? Now I was freaked out a bit more. He went into the bathroom and breathed on the mirror to see the name appear. He said he was confused, he had no idea how that would have gotten there. He asked me if anyone was there that day visiting? I told him I left early to go downtown all day shopping. I had come home only an hour or so before him, taken my shower and there it was!

 

That night as I sleeping, I heard noises in the house. I got up and walked through the flat. I saw nothing. It felt so cold and strange in the flat. I knew I heard those noises, they woke me up! What was going on here?

 

The next day, I saw the young girl from the cleaners  next door sitting outside. She was about seven years old. She was sitting on the front chair near the door downstairs that led to my flat. I went down to say hi to her. She was a beautiful, kind, little red head, blue eyed Irish girl. She told me she knocked on my door yesterday while I was out. She said she peeked through the keyhole into my flat from the stairway door and saw that old man again sitting in my rocking chair. She continued to tell me, "he had seen her looking in at him through the flat keyhole. She asked if I was home? He said only "NO", she asked him if he was my father? He replied again "NO". She told me she had seen this same man in my flat before? She asked me who he was?

I couldn't speak. I was shaking as she told me this! I couldn't believe my ears. I knew she was too young to tell a lie. There was no way she knew what had happened to me last night, she could not possibly know of my dreams!  "She didn't know about my dreams"! This was so beyond creepy to me. I was truly frightened by this. Did she know she was seeing a ghost?

I stayed out of the flat all day. I decided I would move immediately. The moment my boyfriend came home I had the young girl tell him what she told me.

We went and stayed at his mothers home that night.

I moved within a week of the happening.

I was never so glad to be leaving a place in my life.

After I moved away from that flat across the street from the hospital, I remembered something that happened to me in Florida when I was 16. Visiting a friend who lived across the street from a hospital! I now make it known, I stay away from apartments near hospitals! There is some portal, some kind of link there

I don't want to be involved with.  It was one of the worst experiences of my life then, and this one was very close second!
Truth is so much stranger than fiction.

 

 

 

The Possesion

 

So, it was the school year of 1967. I had a very bad year that year with many emotional changes going on. Sickness as well. I was on the brink of all that life had for me. I had experienced heart ache at this young age and disappointments one after the other that year.

I began to fall ill in the early portion of the year. I was diagnosed with Mononucleosis, then the Doctors thought it was something else, but they were never  able to find out what was actually going on. I fainted once at school and just felt bad all over. I ended up in the late summer being sent to a special natural doctor who was a local man who ended up doing a myriad of tests on me. He was diligent and I was told was one of the best. however he was unable to find out any exact diagnosis on me so the tests continued. I seemed to be at his office more than not on any given week.

 

I was eventually sent to the hospital under his care. He was there everyday ordering more tests.  I went through so many horrible tests there. I felt like a human pin cushion. It was painful! I missed a lot of school throughout the year from my symptoms. Which I was never sure just what they were! I wondered what the heck is going on with me. I started to feel a bit better finally, but they kept testing me. I was getting may needles throughout the day and night. Steroids and other drugs.

I started wondering "why aren't I normal like everyone else"? What are they looking for? When will they find it? When will the needles stop? I just wanted to get out of this hospital!

 

I think that's normal thinking for children to think after all the testing and confinement for so long. After all, life was going on outside this hospital room and I wasn't in it with all my friends. I was stuck here. Alone, bored, except for the nurses. They were very nice to me. Go home and be left alone!

 

I remember one afternoon as I sat looking out the hospital room window, the doctor and my Mom came in to the room together, they had been talking out of the room in the hall for over an hour. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but it didn't sound good. They both stood over my bed now and I was shocked to hear the doctor say to my Mom, "Mary, the only thing I can assume here is that this is a spiritual issue going on in this child". She seems healthy from all the tests we have done but, I have seen this happen once before. Something isn't right. She is experiencing spiritual internal warfare of some sort. Similar to a possession. She goes through strange health issues that are not detectible before hand and then, there just simply gone!

WHAT? I thought to myself! Excuse me, WHAT! I couldn't believe my ears! Possession? What the heck is that! How does that happen?

I had no clue what they were talking about. I actually thought to myself, You must be kidding me! I'm laying here going through all these painful tests, getting shot after shot of prednisone bag after bag of something through I.V. and this is spiritual?

I saw that as my "OUT" of the hospital card!

So I took it! Right then and there, I found my voice! 

I had no idea what all that meant however, but

I said to them both, If there is nothing wrong with me, Why am I here for so long? Why all the medications? What is this all about? I want to go home!

 

I said to my Mom the minute the doctor left the room, I know you love this doctor and trust and respect him but let me come home today, I'm well,  and I will take it easy at home.

She agreed, gathered up my things and checked me out.

 

I will admit, The spiritual things that begun to happen that year to me were truly off the charts. I wondered if this happened because of subliminal suggestion from others?

But that would not answer for the experiences that were happening without my control. 

Things I had no knowledge of.

I wish the doctor was alive today as I would love to go back and talk to him about all I was experiencing then. Little did I know then that something spiritual was the right  diagnosis, but no one understood then what truly was happening to me.

It taught me early on that strange things can happen to very normal people and it wasn't fair!

Thus I studied demonology and the wisdom of the Bible.

 

I actually did get deliverance from something that was attacking me from an evil entity through a church I went to. This was the beginning of my Deliverance understanding and study of Demonology. While everybody else was afraid to face these spiritual battles, I embraced and overcame them through the knowledge of the HOLY SPIRIT!

 

I hope sharing this will help someone today. This life is so much more than what meets the eye. Our bodies go through changes as our mind is opened to experiences. We see things we cannot un see. We experience things that open our eyes and change us from within. Sometimes those changes are hard to deal with. They don't fit the norm. They are outside of the box if you will. It's hard to understand and accept. But none the less these things happen. Probably to all of us at some point.

 

This is what was happening to me at this time in m life, combined with a slight illness that I had contracted at school and it was made into a huge financially draining ordeal, but yet I learned the spiritual wakening was also happening at the same time and became a part of the diagnosis. Interesting life we live for sure.

My mind was open to a much bigger picture than most could comprehend then, it was overwhelming at times for me to grasp. But my life took a turn back then, and headed down a path that has become my story. And I keep evolving in the knowledge that comes to me.

We are all walking each other home, only from different perspectives of this life that we all live together in, here and now.

I often heard audible instructions that were positive and protective. I also heard warnings that were accurate. I saw dead people who were giving me messages, some I didn't want, some I did. I saw things young children should never see and I experienced the real world terrors of ungodly people.

 

If you can relate don't freak out! Pray! GOD never leads us down a path without teaching us something of great value. It's easy to see now that I'm older and I look back at the big picture.

It was hard to see and understand then, but is now history and knowledge.

Life is a journey and we must move forward!